Harry Potter & the Potter's Legacy
Declaimers I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.
AU alternate ending to fifth year and a better six year.
Chapter One.
Finding the lost Family
Saturday 7:58 AM
Tired and numb, both mentally and physically, a young boy stumbles away from the office of his Headmaster. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, youngest Hogwarts Seeker in a century, savior of the philosopher's stone, defeater of a Basilisk, Champion of the Triwizard Tournament, felt like world biggest failure, only mere hours ago he had lead five of his school friends into a trap, at the time he had believe that his Godfather Sirius Black had been captured by Voldemort the darkest wizard of the century, he had plan to save him, refuse to listen to Hermione when she suggest that it could be a trap and charge right in to Department of Mysteries, the results of his action, his friends are hurt and are now the hospital wing, his godfather had died try to save his life and now he was told that he going to destine die by the hand of a Dark Lord these thoughts ran through his mind constantly with every step he took.
'Why is it always me?' Harry thought bitterly 'why can I have a normal life like everyone else' he blink rapidly trying to stay the tears that blur his vision, he pause in his movements to dry his eyes with the shirt sleeve only then did he take stock in where he was, "the Room of Requirement" he muttered, with a slight stumble he pace in front of room thinking hard 'need a place to think, a place hide for a while some where I can be alone for a while' as always a highly polished door appear in the door, seizing the brass handle he pulled open the door and entered into the Gryffindor Common Room , without a thought he staggered over to one of the armchairs over by the fire place and plop down into it. For what seem like hours he just stared into the fire place watching the flame dance but actually seeing anything, listening to the sounds of the fire burning without really hearing anything.
In the room where the only sign existence was the fire burning the soft spoken word from Harry sounded more like a gun shot on open field.
"Why?" he whispered, "why now?...why Sirius? ……why me?" his voice getting louder as he spoke, "What have I ever done to deserve this, what did do so wrong to be so curse like this?" bitter memories of years of neglect, starvation, and physical abuse he suffered at the hands of the Dursleys, memories last five year in the magical world facing creatures that most people never run into, creatures that some how always come within striking distance of him, Trolls, three headed dogs, giant spiders, Basilisk, Dementors, Werewolves, Voldemort , memories of the sound of his parents dieing, the lifeless eyes of Cedric, and now Sirius falling through Veil the look of shock frozen on his face. Harry's chest constricted as the feeling of drowning in misery and despair wash over him, he struggled to breath as he battle to keep control over his emotions. He stares into the fire again desperately seeking something "Sirius" he whispered "Help me ." He searches the fire for a sign, willing Sirius's head to pot up like it had done before, when nothing happen he squeezes his eyes shut and tries again, "Sirius …. anyone …… please help me."
Suddenly Harry felt soft arms envelope him drawing him to its body, without thinking he latches on to the small delicate frame of the person, hot tear pour out of him as his shakes with sobs, the figure begins to gentle rock them as it strokes the back of his head with its hand while murmuring confronting words into his ear. For a time the two entwined bodies made no attempt to leave each other, time slowly trickle by till Harry had clam down enough to her the words that the soft voice was whispering.
" It's okay Harry, your safe now." the distinct feminine voice whispered, Harry looks up into the face of the woman, his eyes widen in pure shock and disbelieve, the only word he could say as darkness rob him of his vision came out with a small measure of hope in it "Mum".